Lyrics:

[intro Ta Leoni Martin Lawrence]
i Need To Talk To Mike Lowrey
hello
its Mike Lowrey

[pre-Chorus]
through The Night When It Be Stormin
hopin Everything Could Clear Up By The Morning
niggas Tellin Lies So I Gotta Be Honest
ask Me For To Tell It, You Know That Ima Run It

[chorus]
turned Up Like Who Want It, We Pulled Up On That Dumb Shit
flexin On These Niggas, Pockets Full Of Blue Hundreds
aint No Goin Back, You Know Im Gon Keep It Comin
aint No Time To Waste, A Nigga Play, We Gon Burn Him, Yeah

[verse 1]
today Friday So You Know We On That Clyde And Dodo
i Got Black And White Bitches Knockin At My Door Though
im In The Middle Of The Room Posted With A .44
i Got It Out In Case A Nigga Wanna Take A Photo
remember Me And 3three We Used To Ride Up In A Stolo
now Im In A Two-Door Coupe, It Used To Be A Four-Door
dont Pay For Cable, He Want Static, Tell Him Let Me Know Though
im Quick To Let A Nigga Have It, You Know Ima Blow Though
late At Night I Used To Sneak Out My Grandfather Window
and I Was Coolin On A Flight, And I Was Hittin Them Licks Though
wasnt For Him I Wouldnt Be Shit, So I Aint Gotta Trip Though
ten Thousand Dollars, That Aint Shit, I Gave Him That Times Three Though (Slime)

[pre-Chorus]
through The Night When It Be Stormin
hopin Everything Could Clear Up By The Morning
niggas Tellin Lies So I Gotta Be Honest
ask Me For The Tellage, You Know That Ima Run It

[chorus]
turned Up Like Who Want It, We Pulled Up On That Dumb Shit
flexin On These Niggas, Pockets Full Of Blue Hundreds
aint No Goin Back, You Know Im Gon Keep It Comin
aint No Time To Waste, A Nigga Play, We Gon Burn Him, Yeah

[verse 2]
cant Tote No Gun But Got That Glock When Im Up In The Yo Though
plus My Po And The Police Knockin At My Door Though
i Get Q-Red To Lace The Track Just Like A Blunt Of Dope Though
i Told Nene Im Comin Back, She Think Im With A Hoe Though
hundred Grand In My Pocket When I Wanna Flex
back In The Day Them Niggas Laughed When I Said Im Next
up With The Choppa case That Boy Try Reach For My Neck
you Know Ill Pop em, Fuck That Shit, I Put His Ass To Rest (Brrt, Slime)

[chorus]
turned Up Like Who Want It, We Pulled Up On That Dumb Shit
flexin On These Niggas, Pockets Full Of Blue Hundreds
aint No Goin Back, You Know Im Gon Keep It Comin
aint No Time To Waste, A Nigga Play, We Gon Burn Him, Yeah

[outro]
yeah, Slatt, Slatt, Slatt, Slatt
i Told That Boy Im Slatt, Slatt, Slatt, Slatt, Slatt
i Told That Boy He Not Gon Take My Sack, Yeah
and If He Play, I Swear Im Goin Hard Back
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